If Words Could Portray

Parallel World

 I walk in parks with your hand in mine,
You tell me everyday, "You're my lifeline".
You don't shy away from loving me in public,
every second with you, I'm a love-a-holic.
I always have a safe place to vent,
you admire me speaking with eyes full of content.
You have a shoulder to cry on,
and a person to always rely for help on.
We go star gazing every other day,
tickling each other is our favorite game to play.
Friday nights are best for movies,
Saturdays the best to be foodies.
We steal shy glances from each other in class,
and have a million photos drinking from the same glass.
You let me do your make up for fun,
I listen to you speak about all the sports you play under the sun.
You love me to the moon and back,
I love you to Andromeda and back.
All my love for you is always crumbled,
'cause this is possible only in my parallel world.